This is a song about "Three words"

They gotta point em out baby

Fuck, i was number three,

One two three everybody wana be

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Three critter creeps, twitter this

And maybe cupid won't miss

It's obvious i'm crazy

For that j number three

So much nut like i came for three

Walk that body, talk that body

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Three lunch boxes a week,